Gawai Eve and I draw *blank*

To friends,
Thanks for everything and my sincere apologies for annoyance caused.

To Raven, Terence and Ja,
Thanks for putting me back on the ground again. Glad to know that I can count on you guys to put me in my place.

Love you guys.

I've been staring into Notepad for the past hour.

I cant think of anything.

I'll go for lunch now.

Oh, and have a happy and blessed Gawai. I'm not having open house as I'll be at Terence's kampung (i.e village) for the celebration. Out of Internet and Digi line till Friday. Take care everyone. And be good.

I'm a Slayer!

Just finsihed playing the Normal difficultly for Diablo 2: L.O.D.Am going to play the rest of the difficulty levels soon.

Also FINALLY got to upload some old photo's I took some time ago.

Natalie Imbruglia's new album Counting Down The Days is worth getting it. Like she said:

"I think it shows in this album, because the songs are a lot happier"

Good night.

*YAWN* *STRETCH*

Damn it!

@*%#!

I was happily blogging away with something good to talk about, namely death of a processor, and the re-branding-but-still-sucked service quality of Telekom nnow known as TM and i had to push to power off button on the keyboard.

*mutley grumble mode*

Anyway, other things have come up like the phrases from Diablo 2: LOD NPC (Non Playable Character) Alkor The Alchemist in Act 3: Kurast. I like his phrases.

I hope you dont object to my badgering the witless.

I keep a library of tomes; herectical, exegetical, hermeneutical and pharmaceutical.

You came here with Meshif? That old tourguide to the stupid?! I'm suprised you made here it in one piece.

I have never claimed that you'd live forever after trying one of my potions! Merely that you mught look as though you had.

This is a great day indeed! I would smile, But I'm afraid my face would collaspe!

And he spoke with a Indian-like accent!

Been killing Mephisto, Lord of Hatred 5 times already, and kicked Diablo's hiny 5 times too, but he kicked my can 3 times. Dang, and it was just in Normal difficulty. Playing the Lord Of Destruction expansion currently, but so far in the Frigid Highlands area.

I'll be finishing up with season 1 of Ghost In The Shell: Stand Alone Complex tonight. Season 2 should be done when I get back. Thinking of getting the Andromeda series season 1 to 4.

Just ran a search for the term 'ghost' and 'cyberbrain' in GITS terms. Links here and here. I would re-write it here but nah, lazy. Besides, lunch beckons.

Later, will head to Saberkas to look at the P3 processor and more oogling of the Nokia N-Gage QD!

:D

EDIT: May 25th, 2005, 1:07p.m
I know it's a little late, but it's amazing what my mind conjure's when i'm in my private time dumping/leaking.

Sarawak has now 3 cities, so congratulations to Miri, the resort city.

Another favourite phrase from that NPC Alkor;

"Kill as many as you can. I have a morbid love of excess"

Blogwork

First things first.

I havent been blogging the past week because I was caught up with the physical world i.e reality. Work being teaching dreamweaver for 4 days, and spending quality time with my girl, Linda while she was here in Kuching.

She went back to her hometown last Sunday. I miss you honey. Last Saturday, we both went with my friends to catch Revenge Of The Sith.

I'm not a big fan of Star Wars, just the everyday sarawakian fan dude person. I did saw episode 4, 5, and 6 when I was young and yes, I can recall some of the scenes in my head, but Star Wars never really got me interested to be a big fan. Anyway's, here's my thought on the movie I can recall back.

1. Cool sciccor technique head decapitation of the late Count Dooku. Anakin was a dumbass for listening to Senator Palpatine. Still, he's gonna end up as Darth Vader so might as well kill some more.
2. Anakin. Still as whiny as ever. Goes to prove that hormones/primal emotions cant really be purged.
3. The lovey-dovey/OMG she's pregnant scene. I'm not sure of what to think.
4. Artoo's act. Hiding from the androids while Obi-Wan yapping his trap on the comminicator. If Artoo was a person, he'd probably yelled back at him to shut up. the electrical hit-it-in-the-center-eye part was cool. And also the burning oils move.
5. Jedi moves. Like gymnast's on steroids. Not as beautiful as the lightsaber fights.
6. Jedi council's being obliviously senile about the emotional condition of Anakin. HELLO! He IS the "Chosen One". Oh well, necessary for him to be Darth Vader.
7. General Grievous. I wondered why the heck would an android/cyborg be wheezing and coughing like he/she/it got TB. Then I noticed the yellow cat-eyes and the beating heart. Oh...... *TING!* Forgive me of my insolence.
8. Wookies. Cool.
9. Yoda, I mean, Master Yoda. How can you not love the little green guy kicking butt, and decapitating enemies with his green lightsaber?! Way, WAY COOL!
10. Obi-Wan's.... humor. Well, I liked the part where he woke up and the 1st thing he saw was a bottmless drop.
11. Order 66? Why 66? why the cliche number? Why can't it 69 ka, or 667 ka? Then again, that's just me knowing absolutely nothing about the Star wars universe.
12. Anakin, this time the fight scene with Obi-Wan. Actually I wanted to whack Anakin on the back of the head for being stupid, and whiny, angsty, and just plain stupid. Dude, just because Obi-Wan snucked aboard your wife's, I mean LATE wife's ship doesnt give you the right to crush her tracea! I mean, sheeh! Well, I guess its necessary for him to become the Darth Vader we know and I love to hate.
13. Then there's the part where Anakin thinks he's so high and mighty and and tries to jump at Obi-Wan when he's at a disadvantage and ends up having the rest of his appendage (2 feet and the other hand) sliced off. Dumbass.
    I wanted to whack Obi-Wan too for not literally finishing him off right there and then. Look, if you loved him as a brother, the least you can do is put him out of his misery instead of watching him being burned alive and still live. No wonder Darth Vader is so..... WAAARGH! Still, story requires Anakin to survive all this shit to be that black armoured dude known as Darth Vader.
14. Anakin, I mean Darth Vader. The transformation from the installation of the robotic parts to the final enclosure of the face plate. Now, that's nice. And the part where he got duped by the Emperor that he killed his wife by his own hands. And the whole NO!!!! yelling and the room shaking, glass breaking and the breaking from the restraints was a bit of a cliche but, oh well...
15. The construction of the Death Star. That soon?
16. The part where the medical robot said to Obi-Wan that although Padme is medically and physically fine, she's still dying and goes to to the extent of saying "Due to un-explained medical terms, she's lost the will to survive." And I thought they figured it all out by then.
17. The part where Padme IMMEDIATELY names the twins. It's like she knew all along that she was going to have twins, and all the while she never told Anakin? And how'd she even made up her mind about the names?! It could be Jack and Jill for all we know.

Nonetheless, I enjoyed the movie much more than the Matrix Revolutions. Which reminds me, I have to get the box set for the extended edition of the LOTR trilogy. I WANT it...

Mac, Raven, and Rin wrote their views about the movie as well.

In other news, 1st local Sarawakian movie, The Legend of The Red Curse is coming out soon. I like the poster at Star Cineplex.

In another news, I am on gaming frenzy. Neverwinter Nights, Diablo 2:LOD, Sacrifice, Mechwarrior 4, Deus EX. And I''m reviving my year old PC case mod project. And I'm thinking of dabbling in web design for a friend.

The Crib

The Crib rocks man!

Good food, cozy interior, and people I know. NO techno/feng tau music! YES!

Mac blogged about as well.

In other news, today is the 16th. Happy anniversary sayang. *I lap U*

Shall return to yak more later.

1017

E.... Cool la.... *i is so teh vely DUH now, no? Yes...*

my counter is registering 1,017 hits... So cool... My sincere thanks to everyone who came here, either by own volition or happened to stumble by. Thanks.

I wonder if my Diablo2:LOD alter ego sythe-wielding druid can do that amount of hits? Nah, unless of course I have a 1000% increase attack speed.

But then, I'm also playing Sacrifice. One of my old favourite's, alongside American McGee's Alice and Homeworld.

Hmmm... She'll be here tonight. Have to remember to clean up my room and my car as well...

Burst comm protocol 840633

Dear visitor's, friends, blog-stalker's, stranger's, (insert kind here)

I am very sorry I haven't been blogging again for the past few days and when I do, it's usually crap.

So, my sincerest apologies to everyone. I hope your intelligence has yet remain untainted.

For some odd reason, I just had lost that spark in me to write my whiny, squeaky ass voice bitching and complaining here. Also, lately blogging to me feels like a chore rather than something i enjoyed to do. Yes, there is something wrong with my conciousness.

I'm still alive, breathing, living, and yes, my Unkymoods still pretty much the same and I still have no idea as to how to tell my parents that my girl's coming to stay with us for a month. And I have 6 more days till she comes here, which means I have about 3 days to come up with a plan to tell them. Why is this even a problem?

Double standard mum.

Playing Diablo 2: Lord Of Destruction again. I hope I will be able to come back to blogging again one day. Who knows? I just might have something good to post tomorrow! I just jinxed it, right?

Bye. -Burst comm terminated

05.05.05

Just had to. Plus, I have to wallow through 11 more agonising (like ohmygawd! in a high-school blonde) days till Rita comes here.

And I have yet to tell my parents about her coming here and staying at my place for a month.

And that my Unkymoods puts me in a... uh... umm... well...

Need shower, BADLY. Considering I smell citrus-sy and sweetly sticky from HER SPEWING DRINKS AT ME FOR NO APPARENT REASON!

*Mutley grumble mode*

Hot day today

Woke up around lunch hour. Noticed that cat and decided to grab a shot at it. Was afraid of me first, but then managed to coax it out and he let me stroke him. (HOI! I'm straight lah!)

Damn, my room's hot. Need to get out. Been stuck at home the whole day.

Best. Yellow. Signpost. Ever

Yesterday I was on my way back from work when I was behind this Kancil and saw something that tempted me real bad to take a photo of it but I wouldnt want to be road kill so this'll have to do:

"I'M FAT & YOU'RE UGLY. BUT I CAN DIET"

Oh and apparently there's a silver Mercedes Benz belonging to... well, QK666. Poor guy must've traded his soul for that. Nice trade anyway. Silver Benz wor....

Oh and allow me to congratulate myself. (hey, at least I'm not narcissist!) Why? I'm not the kind of person that can hold a conversation for long periods of time but yesterday night, I was able to talk to Azreen for a whole 6 hours! *yay!* *beaming joy*

Heeeee...............

My personal best. Oh and that was just me and her (well, another friend did came by but he only stayed for a short while) and usually in this kind of situation I can get cat-caught-my-tongue moment. Even in groups do I usually talk much. I do participate in the talks but I mostly listen.

And another reason I take pride in this is that most of my friends like Mac, Raven, Shook, Jerome, Wena, these guys can seriously hold a conversation and yes, I feel a bit of an envy because they can converse well. Still, I'm glad I listen well, and now, even when I thought I couldn't, I can manage to hold a conversation on my own.

KUMBAYA! *Thunder*

I need suggestions for campfire songs, not those hymms-Kumbaya stuff. Okay, here's what I got:

OPM - Heaven is a Halfpipe

Vervepipe - Freshmen

Dashboard Confessionals - The Brilliant Dance, Remember To Breathe, Living In Your Letter

Incubus - Drive, I Miss You

michelle Branch - Goodbye To You, Are You Happy Now

LO - Raining Tuesday, Rise And Fall, So Julie, Still Running, Grade 'A' Student

Disagree - Crumbs

Lifehouse - You And Me

FireHouse - I Live My LIfe For You

Hootie And The Blowfish

Third Eye Blind - How's It Gonna Be, Jumper

Southern Culture On The Skids - Camel Walk

Smashing Pumpkins - Stand Inside Your Love, Perfect

Matchbox 20

Nice Stupid Playground - Bedroom Window

OAG - Merpati Puteh

The Cranberries - Animal Instinct, Ode To My Family, Zombie,

Garbage - Push It,

Sheryl Crow - Soak Up The Sun

Some of them have only artist or band name but no song, because I either have too many, or there's a particular one but I cant place the name. Any others you guys can think of?

Death

I'm afraid of Death, but then, who isn't? Even when I say that I don't, when truly faced, I'd pee in my pants.

Why am I even talking about this? Maybe to remind me that Life is fragile and Death has a tendency to slap me in the face. What I'm really scared is when faced with the death of someone, I may feel nothing, no sadness, no remorse, maybe a moment of suprise, but I am afraid of feeling nothing at all.

The thing is, about a week back, I was contemplating about writing this but having a real incoherent thought process, it immediately left the moment when I wanted to start writing. Now that it has been triggered by the sudden news that my grandpa at home, sick (apparently having a bad case of diarrhoea) and looking very weak. That's when I realise that I will face death, one way or another.

I try to assure myself that Death, like it or not, it's a part of Life. If there was no end, there wouldn't be appreciation, rememberance, tolerance, acceptance, love and a whole bunch of mish mash of emotions.

Life wouldn't be living if there was no Death.

All I can hope and pray is that when comes the time for me to go, I'd like to go in peace and quiet, or fast and painless. No way do I want to suffer during my last moments here.

Immortality? Hmmm... tempting, yes, but I'll pass. Maybe I'll stick to be the memories of my family and friends. Even then when the last person who do remember me, they too will die and once all my works, the photo's I took, this blog, they will one day be forgotten, but I guess, at least, I have achieved some form of immortality. But then, dead man dont need all the stuff the living does.

Did I made sense? No? Well, perhaps it's a good thing then. Bottom line is, I am afraid of having no emotions when Death comes, for me, for the ones I care about.

Pain Series

Oww. My body is aching all over. But it was good, nonetheless. Now, the tale as I can best remember before passing out on my bed from fatigue.

I was part of the volunteer group for the Youth ER event. Helped out mostly in the concert setup. initially had bought the tickects for it, but then when i realised that I can go watch the concert for free...

DOH! *forehead slap*

Anyways, there wasn't much I did, I mean there were others that did a whole lot more stuff to do, like sound and light check, stage check and crowd control and logistics, etc...

I think I was more on the multiple role type/lift stuff support. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about it, i just thought I could help those guys out more.

Still, it was great. Got to help out move audio and stage equipment. Those things are heavy and insanely expensive! And I got to handle them! I mean, a drum set that cost RM50k?! Wah lau eh!


Final hour of systems check



Met some old friends, got to know new friends, and enjoyed the show, for free! I could have taken better pictures but my digicam batteries died on me.

After the concert was the mass take down. Eleectrical extensions taken down, lights taken down, equipment put back into their special boxes, take down banners, switch off the generators and alot of use of my inferior musle power.

Got back home around 1 am. Was real tired but feel pretty good. one way to get a workout, have fun and meet people. Tiring but fun.

And I found out that there was 2 other people with the same name as my own so, it gets confusing for a while...

Nick!

Which one?

On another note, never walk too close behind a person, especially after a rain and there's trash around, particularly discarded junkfood stuff. Why ye ask? well, it could contain water and if it was angled just right, with just the right amount of water and at the just the right timing, the guy in front could have stepped on it, thus builing up pressure, forcing the liquid to be squirted (stop that you perv!) at the right angle and force to stain your shirt and pants and possibly your face.

Why am I saying all this? Your's truly was the guy walking behind another guy when it happened.

And I was pleasantly suprised by today's papers.

Delayed Bitching

By the time I bitch about it it'll be dead, but then, I like to get it off my cerebral cortex. More proof that Malaysia is run by sex-crazed, dumbass, things.

Besides, this guy says it better than me.

In other news, we have a new pope, which is old news, but still, I'd like to say it. Again.

I think I'll go like this the next time foreigners asks me:

Foreigner: So where you're from?
Dirik: Sarawak
Foreigner: Where's that?
Dirik: Borneo Island, Kalimantan. The big one, the one that looks like a chicken. Im on the upper regions, towards the tail end.
Foreigner: Oh, I see.

I'm a genius!

p/s: Religion in my point of view is a way to profess and focus on faith. I'm a Catholic so there. Say what you will but in the end, It's between me and Him.

More Like A Lame Excuse Not To Work

What Is Your Battle Cry?

Running over the terrain, carrying buzzsaw hand extensions, cometh Keksilang! And he gives a gutteral grunt: "Vengeance and goo flow from my veins! I bring annihilation and cheap beer!"

Find out! Enter username: Are you a girl, or a guy ?

created by beatings : powered by monkeys

Am thinking of doing another about me, and something else, but later. Motivation gone because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and my neck is killing me...

Edit:
Oh yea, I yanked that from Azreen.

Road tripping

Man, it feels good to be home.

I'm back at work now, getting some what 4 hours sleep on my bed, and a hours zoning in and out of consciousness while sitting on the bus on the way back to Kuching from Miri.

Note to everyone:

The next time anyone plans on taking the express bus, bring along your cold-weather jacket, thick pair of pants and a blanket. It's freezing cold, so cold to the point that I can't even sleep.

Cheesy goodness

Last Friday, I had lunch with Eric and Azreen because she wanted to pass me a book. Got home from work, rushed like mad through food, time in the toilet and a quick shower and a mad pack moment. Managed to snagged a couple of pictures while waiting for the bus at the Tebakang Bus terminal.

I got ticketed

Terminal in Kuching

Took off a little after 7p.m. And 15 minutes into the journey, I was already shivering.

Kept my friends advice in mind.

Eat little, drink plain water sparingly. You're holding that for the next 15 hours. And I think the freezing temperature must've helped by lowering my metabolism.

Not much to see at night so mostly slept it through and the only time I woke was when we had reach one of the stop points. Reached Sibu at about 2 a.m on Saturday morning. I was impressed at the cleanliness of the toilet facilities there. Seriously, it easily puts the toilet condition in Kuching bus terminal to shame.

I ain't in Kuching no more

Seriously, could there be any worse name than this?

It's so clean, I had to get a snap of it

Then continued on till we reached Bintulu at about 5 a.m. I wanted to take a leak but wouldn't you know it, they locked the toilet. Oh well...

Purrdy colours



Benz -zi woo!

We had another stop at the Batu Niah food court a little over 8:30 a.m. Got out to warm myself up soaking up the rays of the sun. The bus is really THAT cold. And Digi still hasn't got any coverage here.

Reached the Miri Pujut Bus terminal a little over 9a.m. Took the taxi to the inn I was staying and it cost me RM 13! Cant expect much since it's a taxi after all. Got the room and messaged Rita what room number I was staying in and took a shower. For RM42 per night, IMHO they should at least provide shampoo packets, and tooth paste.

The first thing I shot when I got there

Finished my shower and got myself dressed and groomed when she knocked on my door. I gotta say she's cute. She's no jaw-dropping model babe, she's just right. And she's rather shy. And she's MY sayang.

That's us

We talked, because both of us could use a moment to rest up for a while. So while lying on the bed, we talked about each other and I showed her some of the picture's I kept in the camera. We talked about friends and families, what happened in my life and her life, and planned on how to spend the day. We took our time getting from place to place, though I was a bit worried at the weather. And as I promised her, I showed up, took her for lunch, movie and dinner. And I was with her.

There was a rat in the cinema. Seriously, i was looking at the door when i noticed something black and small quickly moved from under the row of where we were sitting to the row on the other side. And if you haven't watched the movie “Undead”, don't. Unless you're into the movies that don't make sense or require any brain functionality. It's not horribly bad, just corny, bad. There's zombies, Chow-Yun-Fatt gun slinger dude, the annoying, self-centered police dude and hapless victims. Did I mention that the zombies are rather corny as well? And the whole movie is set in Australia, Berkeley to be exact. And the bunch of chinese girls that was also in the movie were screaming. Like the typical 1980's ghost stories hapless female victims screams. Ans the scream blended so well to the movie that I was actually looking and concentrating hard whose character was screaming in the movie. Needless to say, at the end of the whole movie, I was in the “What the Flick?!” moment. Still, it's an experience.

We later went walking around to get the toothpaste and shampoo and toothbrush for us. Headed back to the inn and rested up. Dinner was KFC meal, not the most romantic I'll agree, but it was pretty late, I had no car and no idea of where to go. At least the KFC restaurant was right next to where I was staying so I had a take away order. Dinner was on the bed, bet you cant do that at home! Cleaned up, and just spend time in each other's company till I fell asleep. I think I fell asleep first, I remembered her falling asleep later and I turned off the TV, and then woke up at about 7:30. She said she was lying on me and I hadn't noticed that. Though I did woke up later and she was hugging me. After I got ready and packed for the home trip, we walked together and took the taxi and dropped her at the bus station before I headed back to the bus express terminal.

There was a Japanese lady who was on the same bus as well, and she spoke Malay very well! Cool, though I wish I wasn't so shy to talk to her. There was a lot more to see but then my camera had ran out of juice so no picture's of the return trip. On the way back i was surviving on buns and plain water. Temperature was okay till 7p.m. Then I had stomach cramps, like the one where I-gotta-go. Luckily it stopped. My friends picked me up and had a late night dinner.

My sayang did something real sweet. She asked me to call her and when I got back, she welcomed me back to Kuching and she wrote a real nice message. And that's the story. Last Sunday, there was a military expo at the Padang Merdeka in Kuching. All the armaments and medical supplies, anesthetics and morphines....

Heeee.......

Souvenirs

I is the blings blings

There, I just had to get that out of my head or I’ll start chanting away like some mediation monk dude, or something.

Last photography meet up was great as always. I mean, how else can I sit in one place and carefully listen in attempt to decipher 3 different conversations going at the same time. And the sudden laughter and me going “What? What I missed?” And the stalkers i.e people with camera’s including yours truly taking shots. Hehehe. And the doodling on the napkin. And the sugar anime fairy. And the livestock, Cowie and Quacker. And lollipops. And Caramel Ice Blended Mocha with cream. *drools*

Oh. My. God.

Friday. And in about 10 hours from now, I’ll be sitting, for 15 hours, surviving on the some what 20 songs in my mp3 player, and a book which I still haven’t decided on which one to bring. Speaking of book, I’m gonna meet up with friends and Azreen is going to pass me a book which she says is very useful, I think it’s called Men’s Health Survival Guide. Cool.

Let’s see, I’m going through the symptom’s I usually get when I’m travelling or backpacking or anything that has a plan. I think I’m in the 2^nd stage, the over compulsiveness mental double checking. Did I pack this? Is it enough? Have I charged the batteries? Do I need to bring the chargers? Should I bring this? 1^st stage is usually the i-think-i-need-to-go-buy-stuff-for-the-trip-which-i-wont-use symptom.

Later, I’ll get to stage 3:

OMG! WTF! NO TIME! PACK! PACK! HURRY! HURRY!

Then finally the point of no return.

Butterflies in my stomach, and the need to relieve the phantom pain of stomach ache or cramps. And the constant check into my bag (And it’s only 1 bag for 1 day!) to make sure I got all I needed. But I’ll be so paranoid that I’ll check the contents of my bag 20+ times before I get on the bus.

*goosebumps*

Then there’s the possible spasm from the total lack of PC and Internet exposure. I think I can survive that. Hmmm, maybe I’ll bring my notebook (paper version) along. Just in case I might have thoughts running around butt naked in my head screaming gibberish. *shrugs*

Lets see:

Clothes. Undies, pants, shirts. Check (5, 1, 2, not including the ones I’ll be wearing)

Batteries. Checked, and fully charged since last night

Notebook (paper version). Check

Card and CD. Check.

Camera. Check. Must make sure memory card have enough space

Wallet, keys and stuff. Check, check, and check.

Then there’s the anticipation of making a good impression on some one important in my life. Must remember to shave, groom hair, appropriate attire (convertible pants n cool T’s), breathe in oxygen, brush teeth, apply cologne and pheromone I mean perfume. Must keep hands away from pinching own zit.

I can’t wait to meet her, and yet, I’m going all jittery and nervous and stuff.

Relax dude, relax. *listens to Dashboard Confessional – Remember To Breathe (MTV Unplugged)*

Well, I guess that’s all.

Oh and check out the dude yo. Please, allow me to bask and glow and gloat at myself for the moment. Heeeee……..

Mindless wanderings

Okay. My mind is rather woosy, hungry, sleep-deprived, cold, blurry. Still, I gotta get this of my mind.

I had really bad timing of saying things andthough I mean well, timing is also crucial. So: *here goes nothing*

Rita, I'm sorry I unintentionally gave you a fright. I have bad timing, so I'm really sorry.

Umm... yeah. Okay, moving on to todays ranting, well, more like yesterday's adventures.
finished moving the first earlier downloads of the Sandman comics. After I sort it into order I'm gonna pass it to Jezsiema.
There's photography meetup tonight at the usual place. I swear they'll know me by now and the next time i go there, they'll be like "Ice Blended Caramel Mocha, cream, regular!"
My official Coffee Bean drink. Looks like the weather just turned dark. Could use a bit of a good rain. As long it stops by the time I get off work.

Was surfing around stumbled on T-Shirt Humor. Dang, there should be more shirts like taht here in Kuching.

Azreen asked me to bring Rita down to Kuching. No. Way. knowing that woman, she'd taught her all the secrets of Affectionate Pinching. Oh the horror. Besides, even if I could, i don't think that she can come down to Kuching. At least, not now anyway.

Let's see. Bought the tickets to Miri. Booked the room in Miri. Feeling a little bit nervous to meet her. *Breathe man, breathe*. Gotta remember to fully charge all batteries, bring my digicam, mp3 player and CD and card and book, along with usual essentials.

I knew I had forgotten something today. I had forgot to put on gel on my hair, so now I looked as if Hurricane Andrew blew my head off. It could be worse...

Memory Dump Log File

Here's a whole dump of today's incoherency. Not bad, since I did nothing productive in the office an dreading comics in the presence of the boss. Excuse me, I gotta take a shower, and I have a call to keep to someone.

Begin memory data dump on address *some cryptic text and numbers shit*
Guess what? The modem is the office is fried. Either there’s a leakage with the pipes or the building’s getting old that water actually seeps through the pores of the cement. So no Internet connection till we get replacement parts and get the contractor guys to fix the leak in the roof. It’s not so bad actually without Internet. Still pretty bored at work, so to slay the dark beast of stagnant and dull repertoire, I am writing my latest blog post in the word document till I can post it on my blog.

Let’s see, I think it was last Friday I went along with my cousin to check out the newly opened indoor football stadium. Don’t ask where the location is. I suck at road maps. All I know is that it’s somewhere in the Pending industrial area.

Had 4 courts I counted and I think that they might be adding more later on. And I think its RM 90 per court per hour. Can’t be sure about the rates. I do know that 4 years without some form of physical exercise and a sudden activity in it without proper warm-ups is just plain asking for trouble. Trust me, it’s been 3 days and my leg still hurts, my knees tend to give way sometimes, the soles on my feet aches, and my sides are killing me. Other than that, everything else seems peachy. Futsal, or indoor football is pretty much like football, only on a smaller scale. And I really have to get myself a decent pair of running shoes at least. Man my soles hurt.

Oh and a last Saturday I was out with companies of friends at our usual watering hole a.k.a the Great Kitchen. Talked about everything and nothing at all really. But being out and socializing with friends is good for the soul, and the mind I say. And I got pestered by Azreen to join her to catch the movie samara.

Sunday, watched the movie Samara. The usual horror flick, with loud surprises and all the usual “BOO!” tricks. Still gets to me though, and the sound from the theatre could’ve have been less loud. I mean, the horror flicks tend to exaggerate on the sounds and the effects. Kind of boring, must be the usual horror flick style, but I gotta admit, the close up gross effect still surprise me. And the cinema isn’t as packed as I thought it would be. Hmmm… I kinda like that.

Hang out at the Great Kitchen again after that to grab late night snack. Had stir-fried mee-hun (I have no idea what’s the proper name for that in English), and it’s very nice. Either the cook improved or it’s my lucky day to get good food or I’m just real hungry. We didn’t hang around for very long, everyone’s was pretty beat for the day, evening, what ever.

Read post from caycep. It sickened me and I am sorry for her because she had to go through that.

“CEPAT, MESRA, BETUL” My hairy-pale-skin ass… *Haaarrrrk* *PTUIH!*

But I know that they are good cops around, it’s just that you know like a single bad apple spoils the whole basket. Same goes for local guys here. Have a run with those thick-hide-obnoxious-makes-you-wanna-pry-their-tongues-out and the rest of us can kiss potential partner relationship good bye. Hell, I was a jerk once. And speaking of this, I had a chat with a friend and I have no idea why I said this:

“I can’t find the right girl in Kuching”. Okay, it’s not that bad, I did found one, but NOOOO, I had to go acting like I got a corpse stuck in my A-hole and jerky about it, and end up ruining the entirely good relationship. Best (in a self-sacarstic manner addressed to myself) of all, I blame her for it.

Yea, yea, I can hear some of you going “What the fudgesticks is wrong with you?!” I can imagine all the rotten tomato’s and hardened French loaves aiming at the back of my head now.

But let’s not go open something that was closed a long time ago. Past is past as they say, you learn, you move on. I’m moving on, not sure where, but at least it’s somewhere. And I hope I remember what I had learnt.

Okay, better stop digressing any further.

Thing is, they are asswipe’s and moron’s and bitches and dickweed’s around. Bad news is, they’re gonna be around for a long while. More bad news, there’s one born every minute. Even more bad news, they either enjoy being that way or don’t realise and don’t bother to change. Yes, life isn’t kind to anyone of us here because we’re gonna bump into them from time to time. But the point is we (general human population) still end up fulfilling the one rotten bunch prophecy. And human nature isn’t perfect at all. It’s just that, I hope that the next time some dumbass (male/female) goes and pisses of the other gender (and may he/she get a zit on the bum so painful that they can not sit!), please don’t generalise. Yea, they’re horrible, but they are other apple’s that are good in there basket as well you know…

New Directive

Guess what? I was about to take a photo of the notebook page where I wrote stuff down, the batteries died on me. So again, no pictures. Maybe if I took my time typing out this post, the battery might be fully recharged so I can take more snaps.

Now, what to talk about? Seriously I have no idea. I'lll just scribble down what ever that comes across my mind.

Hmmm... Thank you's to my friends who helped out in helping me to figure out the time needed if I choose to head to Miri by express bus. Which I probalby will, since air fare is still out of my league. Still thinking about lodging. I do have an uncle staying there but I try not to bother them. There's a few nicely priced budget inn around Miri that I've managed to look up on the Internet. then there's the probability of me not waking up early enough to catch a taxi to the bus stop for the trip home.

Now why would I want to go to Miri? Break away for a while, try something new, and keeping my promise to Rita. Who's this mysterious Rita you ask? Some one real special to me. Besides, most of you would've guessed it by now that a guy just doesn't leave his comfort zone, travels a long way to a place he's not familiar with just to break out, right?

Now what can I say about her? I met her online, or rather, she noticed me first. Then we started of e-mailing each other everyday talking about usual stuff. Then one topic led to another and please dont go thinking naughty stuff, and next thing we knew, we had to meet up. So I'm taking the manly *Ahem!* (yeah, right!) responsibilities and decided to make an effort to go there and meet her. At least I am meeting her in her hometown.

And Ja gave me this link:
Cats Music Video

Ah, batteries are fully charged. Uno momento while I is shooting notebooks and is letters sticks pictures here's...



Writing actually kept me awake, though I didnt really paid much attention to the class. Food in your stomach, nice comfy chair, aircon, nice quiet corner, all the right condition to fall asleep in class. It's one of those Microsoft Technical classes. And so far, caffeine isn't really helping to keep me awake anymore...

I know the picture is blurry. I'm still fiddling around with thesettings. Either its the settings or my hands are shaking. No, CHOI! I do not have Parkinson's.

Right. Back to the Miri trip. Well, I've decided to take the express bus both to and fro. And managed to find an inn by Rita's reccomendation. And I checked out the tariffs. Well within my expectation so it's all good. Must remember to bring camera, couple of clothes and toothbrush. Hmmm... I wonder if my sling can fit all that. Oh and my trusty MP3 player, perhaps the only device to keep me sane. Maybe a book as well...

Hmmm... I hope I wont get tongue tied or be a nervous wreck. Just gotta remember to breathe, and everything will be fine...

Need sleep now. Leg hurts, work tomorrow. Good night everyone.